Once in a great while, something comes together so perfectly that you just couldn’t have planned it any better. Actually, I hadn’t planned it at all, though my husband refuses to believe that. Let me explain:

My husband has had an iPod video for some time now. I’m not sure for how long, but for the story’s sake, let’s say, like, a year. Then several months ago my smarty-pants husband did some trade work for some guys who gave him another iPod video. This second iPod (which, for the remainder of this post, I will call iPod B) has been sitting, still shrink wrapped, on the top of our bedroom TV for months. I was told not to open it. I wasn’t allowed to have it. Jon was going to eBay it. And it sat, and it sat, and week after week I would lift iPod B to dust the top of the TV, and then I would actually dust off iPod B itself. I gave my husband idol threats like “If I dust that thing one more time, I’m opening it!” Well, he knew these threats to be false, so he made no move to sell it and poor little iPod B sat there and continued to collect dust.

Fast forward to two weeks ago. I asked Jon if I could borrow his other iPod (the one already opened and in use—iPod A, if you will) to go to the rec center to work out because suddenly I’m on a get-in-shape kick because all of my friends are getting pregnant and if I can’t have another baby, I’m at least going to look really good. (Okay, that meaty subject is for a totally different post…and my therapist.) So I take iPod A to the rec center without incident. I take it several times to the rec center without incident. And iPod A is awesome to borrow except that I don’t care for all of the playlist choices my husband put in there, so I go miles and miles on the stationary bike thinking about what I would put onto iPod B if Jon would just let me have it. (Although Jon does have Def Leppard’s Hysteria on there—which, in my opinion, is an AWESOME workout album. You can really just crank out the miles on the bike to Run Riot.)

Then, sometime last Monday, we realize that iPod A is missing. This is where it gets really tricky, so read slowly if you have to. I think that maybe I had it last, but I always put it back in the same spot on the kitchen counter. But it clearly isn’t on the counter… hmm. Jon thinks that maybe he left it in his car, but it’s not there, either. So we search high and low. The cars, closets, jackets, everywhere. Then Jon becomes convinced that I had it last. But I’m feeling pretty defensive and am not ready to be convinced that I’m to blame. So a week goes by and there’s no sign of iPod A. I am really looking hard for it, because I really want to find it in a location that would put blame and responsibility on my husband. (Yeah, I know, really mature.) The following Monday morning, after a full week of steady looking, my husband walks to the bedroom TV and picks up iPod B, blows off the dust, and says, “Well, I guess it’s time to load up this one.” Had I not been in bed with a fairly nasty case of the flu, I would have hit him in the jaw. Because, mind you, I was not convinced that I was at all to blame, and now Jon has two iPods and I still have none.

Then yesterday, I’m doing laundry and hanging on the back of the laundry room door is a tote bag that I happened to take to the gym one day. Sure enough, in this bag is iPod A. I pull it out, set it out on the counter in plain view for Jon to see as soon as he returns from his first run with iPod B. I am kind of ticked because I found it in a spot that clearly implicates me as the guilty party. But then again, now both iPods are open and surely Jon can’t use two of them. So this is where I’m thinking that this scenario couldn’t have turned out any better if I had planned it.

Well, Jon thinks I did plan it. Apparently he thinks that I am some criminal mastermind.

No kidding. Every time he looked at me last night he said, “well played”. He thinks I hid iPod A, waiting for him to crack and open iPod B, so that I could claim one. Which is actually pretty smart.

Too bad I didn’t think of it.

2 Comments »

1. So here is the part where you say, “yeah, planned or not I won. and I love you.” hey he applauds, you take a bow.

   Comment by Paul Your Little Brother — May 9, 2007 @ 4:15 pm

2. […] I’ve had a couple people wondering about the outcome of the iPod debacle. I thought I’d give an update. As of this moment, no, I do not have an iPod. […]

   Pingback by The World According To Suz » The iPod Update — May 13, 2007 @ 8:27 pm

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